boyutpedia Chapter 119 Company Commander
Chapter 119 Company Commander
As he burrowed into the arms of the soybean flesh puppet, Fu Que knew this was his best and last chance to reap the rewards. The scroll of the swordsman in his mind suddenly contracted.
At the cost of temporarily losing the divine status of the Otherworldly Painter, Fu Que squeezed out his last bit of potential, and a whistling airflow rose up.
At that moment, it roared into action, like an invisible arm, instantly carrying foul-smelling mud and sand, and bombarding the soybean flesh puppet.
"Bang bang bang!"
Silt scattered everywhere, river sand flew everywhere, and as large clumps of river sand bombarded the soybean flesh puppet, dull thuds of impact rose one after another.
"Target……"
The bloodlust in the soybean flesh puppet's eyes dimmed, and hoarse, unpleasant words were squeezed out of its throat, while the blood mist around it dissipated at the same time.
The last ball of river sand struck the soybean flesh puppet between the eyebrows, causing it to stagger back a few steps, the blood-red light in its eyes completely dimming and disappearing.
at the same time.
The substances that make up its body, like melted wax, disappeared into the murky mud at an astonishing speed. Before long, all that remained was a black hooded martial arts uniform riddled with holes and a soybean the size of an egg with a lifelike, ferocious face.
The black ripples in Fu Que's eyes faded, leaving behind bloodshot, weary eyes. He looked down at his trembling arms, the veins under his skin bulging and bursting, large patches of bruises covering his arms.
Those who knew the truth understood that it was because Fu Que had overexerted himself; those who didn't might have thought that Fu Que had some kind of health problem and was starting to develop lividity.
He exhaled a long breath of foul air, tinged with the smell of blood. Only now, as he relaxed, did Fu Que realize that he was utterly exhausted. He couldn't even lift his arms, let alone perform the simple action of taking out a healing pill.
"Well done."
Just then, a voice rang out from above Fu Que. He subconsciously looked up and saw two steady and heroic figures leap down and land lightly in front of him.
Fu Que didn't recognize the speaker, but he could immediately identify him. His tense mind instantly relaxed. He was completely exhausted and couldn't even defeat a martial artist at the Bone Gate level: "Greetings, Company Commanders."
The company commander of Tiger Battalion raised his hand and put a round pill to Fu Que's lips: "This is the Herb Rejuvenation Pill. It has a mild effect. Take it. Right now, your physical strength and true energy are exhausted, so this is a good opportunity to activate its effects."
"Yes, we'll protect you and prevent anyone from taking advantage of your misfortune, or your pursuers from turning back."
Dragon Rider also said calmly.
Although their True Sight is overdrawn and temporarily unusable, the aura of these two is in no way inferior to that of the man in the black hood.
Fu Que had no doubts and, without any hesitation, opened his mouth and swallowed the round pill in front of him. The herbal pill tasted slightly sweet and quickly turned into a warm current flowing into his stomach.
Without hesitation, he immediately sat cross-legged in the riverbed, closed his eyes, and used the breathing technique from the Rippling Wind Summoning Method to circulate the wind element special effects component, spreading the medicinal power of the Herb Returning Pill to his limbs and bones.
This fierce battle with the soybean flesh puppet exhausted almost all of Fu Que's physical strength and concentration. In particular, the final manipulation of wind elemental power to carry silt and sand, simulating the power of the Crane Cry Fist, put a considerable burden on the swordsman.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Fu Que opened his eyes. Although the physical strength and concentration he had overdrawn could not be replenished in a short time, and his arms needed rest, he could move around normally for the time being.
Although this Herbal Rejuvenation Pill is not as potent as the Xiangfei Tea he drank before, it is still much better than ordinary healing pills. At least, the pills Fu Que carries for emergencies are not as good as this Herbal Rejuvenation Pill.
With two Dragon Tiger Cavalry colleagues whose strength was unknown but whose level far surpassed his, Fu Que couldn't be too reckless as to actually act as their bodyguard. So, once his injuries no longer affected his movements, he got up.
"Thank you both."
He thanked them sincerely.
"No need for that. In fact, we should thank you. But now is not the time to talk about that. Let me recount the process of how you carried out this mission, a wanted martial artist in the True Qi Realm."
"The fact that they are roaming around in our Yuntai Prefecture is not good news. We must apprehend them or drive them out of the territory as soon as possible."
Dragon Knight glanced at Fu Que and noticed an unusual energy fluctuation on his body. However, since he had been able to join the Dragon Tiger Cavalry and receive a recommendation letter of a certain level, he had obviously been screened. So he stopped paying attention and asked calmly.
"Return to my lord."
Fu Que pondered for a moment, then clearly recounted how he received the mission, how he joined the tactical squad, how he broke into the water fortress, how he noticed the True Qi Realm martial artist, and how he was forced to flee for his life.
He didn't hide anything, and even revealed why he was entangled with this soybean flesh puppet. Given the other party's abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for them to find out these things, and since he didn't know how long the other party had been there, he simply told them everything.
"That martial artist had a fierce aura, surrounded by blood-red light. He even enveloped the field with his attacks. After the first and second members of the tactical squad attacked, they were directly enveloped by the field. Seeing that the situation was not good, the third member and I scattered and fled."
The warrior chased me for a while, probably fearing our reinforcements would arrive, so he only sent a nimble puppet to hunt down his subordinate.
The two Dragon Tiger Guards exchanged a glance. Fu Que's description was very detailed, and given that the other party had escaped from the Heavenly Crafts Bureau, it wouldn't be difficult to find out his identity after comparison.
The Tiger Cavalry Company Commander stared at Fu Que for a few moments, then handed him a small, egg-sized, demon-faced soybean: "This was your spoils of war. Now it's returned to its rightful owner. You just said you wanted to reshape this thing?"
"Yes, I think the flesh and blood puppet formed from this thing is very powerful. If we can reshape it, it can be a powerful assistant in my hands, and we will have a pathfinder for our future missions."
Fu has a flaw.
"I don't know much about this, so I can't give you any advice. However, there might be relevant records in dangerous places, and you can look them up yourself."
After a pause, the company commander said, "The wanted martial artist was well-prepared. If we pursue him now, we'll only fall into his trap. So, we should first take control of the details of the water fortress, and then lay a trap to tighten the pursuit."
His gaze swept over Fu Que's extremely disheveled appearance and listless aura, and he said, "You are all alone, and you are injured right now. It is dangerous for you to return to the tiger's den alone or stay here and wait."
"Come with us to investigate. When we report back, we'll bring you back to the tiger's den to recuperate."